The capital phenomenon, the most catastrophic disaster, is uninterrupted sleeplessness, that nothingness without release.

The only free mind is one that, pure of all intimacy with beings or objects, plies its own vacuity.

My mission is to see things as they are. Exactly contrary of a mission.

Do I look like someone who has something to do here on earth?' —That's what I'd like to answer the busybodies who inquire into my activities.

All people see fires, storms, explosions, or landscapes; but how many feel the flames, the lightnings, the whirlwinds, or the harmony? How many have an inner beauty that tinges their melancholy?

The source of our actions resides in an unconscious propensity to regard ourselves as the center, the cause, and the conclusion of time. Our reflexes and our pride transform into a planet the parcel of flesh and consciousness we are.

Self-conscious rejection of the absolute is the best way to resist God; thus illusion, the substance of life, is saved.